We had packed the rope the night before which turned out to be a very clever idea as none of us were feeling particularly fresh in the morning. We set off only 20 minutes later than originally planned. It was a long walk up and thank god for GPS as we would otherwise probably never have found it. It was quite a steep walk and the last stretch was over very saturated swampy ground.
We found the correct hole, and with no one else wanting to rig, I made my way down the awkward entrance climb. The first pitch head is a bit tight and awkward to rig, with spiders conveniently chilling at head height around you. Down the Tonga trench we went, and arrived at another fairly restricted pitch head. We made quick progress and soon we had reached the five ways junction. A fairly nicely decorated passage leads to another pitch head, and this drops into scalloped trench. The way on is an awkward traverse to the right keeping high and then dropping down through a narrow rift to quickly reach the next pitch head. This is where Jean turned round as she wasn't feeling very well. This was unfortunate as after this the cave becomes less tight and the pitches, all short and sweet, follow in quick succession. There wasn't much of interest at the bottom, a low bedding crawl which leads nowhere.
We swiftly made our way back up, with Neil derigging. I massively overheated on all the pitches. I waited at the Tonga trench climb for them to pass the bags up as it was a big wet and awkward. We met Jean at the top of the first pitch, and we saved a frog that was one jump away from hurtling down the pitch. The visibility was horrific while walking down, but the lower down we walked the more clear the skies became and it was a rather beautiful afternoon.
